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When Deng Mochi closed the door again and returned to the bed, Lu Ting had already taken off his coat and hung it up side by side with him. He also took out the piece of broken glass from the heel of his left palm and stared curiously at the bloody * *Look, it seems like such an interesting new thing.

"We should flush it with water." Lu Ting suggested.

Deng Mochi walked to the side of the workbench, turned on the water pipe, and the high-pressure water jet sprayed out, hitting the bottom of the sink.The general purpose of this kind of industrial faucet is to cool down and wash components. It should not be used for washing hands. It must be uncomfortable to hit the wound, but Deng Mochi didn't seem to care, just flushed for two seconds and it was over.

Afterwards, he turned his head to look at Lu Ting who hadn't had time to stop him, took a T-shirt from the hook, wet it and handed it over.

"The water pressure is too high, use this to wipe it." He said.

"Aren't you in pain?" Lu Ting squeezed the T-shirt in his hand.

"It doesn't hurt." Deng Mochi picked up a small part from the oily solution in a beaker by the table, looked at it with the light, and put it back again.Probably something half-finished.

"Even if you're not afraid of pain, you can't get hurt casually." Lu Ting stuffed the T-shirt into the satchel, "I'll return it to you after washing it."

Dun Mochi sat down at the table, a round stool without a backrest, he nodded his head in agreement, and said: "You sleep on the bed."

"You sleep here?" Lu Ting pointed to his stool.

"I often sleep on my stomach at the table."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Lu Ting knew that he couldn't force it, "I'll talk about it later, let me see your hand, has the bleeding stopped?"

Deng Mochi stretched out his hands obediently. His recovery speed was really astonishing. There were only two deep wounds on the palm of his right hand. Lu Ting wiped them with his thumb and stared at them. Soon, new wounds appeared. The blood melted into several drops of water around it.

"I noticed that you sometimes use your right hand to write and work, and sometimes you use your left hand." He wanted to look as relaxed as possible, so he bent his eyes to look at Deng Mochi's brow, "It's the same for you."

"Yes." Deng Mochi also looked at him.

"That was when you were a child?" Lu Ting's eyes fell under the desk lamp again. There was a photo next to the transformer box. It looked like it had been cut. The boy was only seven or eight years old. One hand, but only the woman on the right is left in the picture. In order to clean up the person on the left, the boy's upper arm was cut off in half.

Looking at the background, there is a star catalog of the Milky Way on the light screen behind them, and there are many figures around them. They should be in a science and technology museum.

"Is it mother?" Lu Ting asked again.

"Mm. Splashed with weak acid, it oxidizes so badly that it can't be seen clearly." Deng Mochi directly showed him the photo, the frame was heavy, and the woman's face was indeed blurred.

But her long hair was kept, with big waves hanging below her chest, black and smooth.She was wearing a linen shirt dress, the cuffs were loosely rolled up below the elbows, exposing her wrists and a watch, which looked very gentle.

Lu Ting sat down against the edge of the workbench, still holding Deng Mochi's hand in one hand, and holding the photo in the other, and continued to look at it carefully.This time he focused all his attention on the boy.

The skin was as white as now, as white as the moon.The jeans are light blue and the jumper has a cartoon tiger printed on it.He is smiling.

"When you were young, both eyes were gray?" Lu Ting rubbed the inner corners of his eyes. He suspected that it was because of the light, or he was too excited to see his eyes.

But I heard Deng Mochi explain: "The eyes of some animal cubs are also like this, and they will change color when they grow up. There are also certain types of chicks whose eyeballs are covered with a film."

Lu Ting smiled: "You are not them. The green side changes color after growing up?"

Deng Mochi put the photo back to its original place: "No."

Lu Ting covered his face: "...Don't tell me that your film has fallen off. If you are a bird, you must be a phoenix or something. I think the phoenix exists."

Deng Mochi raised his chin slightly and looked at him seriously: "It was beaten."

Lu Ting was startled, and couldn't say anything immediately.

"There are still many strange things. When my younger siblings were born, my mother died of dystocia. I was ten years old, and there seemed to be a fire at home that day." This matter was probably a long story, and Deng Mochi adjusted his sitting posture.

Lu Ting thought, there is fire indeed.In the corner of his vision, there are a few scorched black spots on the corner, they are everywhere.

"But I just heard, I don't have any memory." Dun Mochi frowned, "I forgot what my mother looked like when she died that day, and everything before that day."

"Forgot?" Lu Ting blurted out, "I have no memory at all?"

"Except for occasional dreams, as long as you deliberately think about it, it will be blank." Deng Mochi himself seemed a little confused, and recalled, "After more than two years, the genders became differentiated. My mother is Omega, and her husband is Beta. Knowing that I am an Alpha is very broken, and I have been drinking frequently since then."

The reason is obvious, because Alpha can only be born of Alpha and Omega.

Lu Ting has not been able to get away from the shock just now.Drinking, beating, these two things are linked together.At the age of ten, Deng Mochi not only lost his mother and memory, but also the peace he deserved at home.This is what his former "father" deprived him of.Thinking of this, Lu Ting wanted to go out immediately to find the perpetrator and beat him up, but his reason finally stifled his impulse.He looked at Deng Mochi in front of him again, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

And Deng Mochi didn't look like he needed to be comforted, and his statement was still clear: "I passed out once, and after waking up, my right eye changed color, and I was blind for a while. After recovering my vision, my body had some changes. Sensitive, the way of thinking is also different, sometimes I can think about many things at the same time without affecting each other," he considered the wording, trying to explain to Lu Ting, "Similarly, the brain is a calculation program, suddenly speeding up, but also It completely changes the rules of the algorithm."

Lu Ting has recovered, and his eyes are also very clear-headed. He probably calms down after being overwhelmed by the shock. The focus now is not to reminisce about the suffering.

"So you said that you can smell a lot of smells when you walk on the street. Also, your intuition is very accurate. Is there a reason for this?"

Deng Mochi looked at the desktop: "Excessive invalid information will interfere with judgment. Human perception and brain have evolved to what they are now, in order to maintain the degree of perception of the outside world in the state that is most conducive to life."

"It's over, I won't be able to understand soon," Lu Ting slid off the edge of the table, squatted next to his knees, tilted his head with his chin propped up, "I knew that you have become very powerful now, and you are no longer afraid of those bastards." .”

Deng Mochi also turned his head to the side like him, looking at him as if he was thinking about something.

Lu Ting said solemnly again: "And looking at it this way, the gap between our IQs seems to be much bigger than I thought. If I can't keep up with your thinking every day, it will be even more difficult to catch you. What should I do?"

As he spoke, he picked up Deng Mochi's hands again, held them lightly, and blinked his eyes sadly.

"...That's not the problem." Dun Mochi turned his face away and looked sideways at the wall. "What I want to say is that in this abnormal state, abnormal factors have also appeared in me."

"It's not abnormal, you're just smarter and more sensitive than others. You can't lie to me and say it doesn't hurt anymore."

Hearing this, Deng Mochi was silent for a while.

Suddenly said: "I may be a little perverted."

"abnormal?!"

"Yes," Deng Mochi finally turned his face back, lowered his eyes, and looked at Lu Ting squarely, "It's not that I'm sensitive, it's that I'm getting more and more numb. At first I found it difficult to be happy, and my emotions fluctuated with time. I'm getting older and decreasing, and now I don't even know how to be angry. I was not angry in the living room just now. I did that just to scare him, and I don't want to come back in a short time. Telling my younger siblings that I don't want to care about them is not anger I really do. They got me in a lot of trouble."

"But you still buy fruit for them, provide them with education and pick them up from school every day. These are all beyond the basic obligations. You have to admit that you are a good brother."

"That's instinct." Deng Mochi said immediately, "It's not because of my feelings."

instinct?Lu Ting thought, okay, it's not impossible if you insist on convincing yourself like this.

As you said, I let your emotions change, but I refused to mention the word "care".

He calmed down, supported Deng Mochi's right hand, and lifted it up little by little until the unhealed wound between the ring finger and middle finger was on his lips.

Then he kissed.

There is a hint of fishy sweetness on the lips.

"Do you feel it?" Lu Ting raised his eyelids.

"You know," Dun Mochi looked at him as if through a layer of fog, "I am different from the person you think."

"I didn't think about 'that person', I thought about you," Lu Ting wanted to push the fog away, so he had to look closely at those pupils without blinking, "Would you like to be with me today?" I say so much, I'm surprised and happy. They make the word 'you' more meaningful, rather than making you someone else."

"I may not fall in love with anyone." Dun Mochi simply pulled his hand away.

"Then can I love you?" Lu Ting grabbed his wrist and caught him back again, "Am I annoying you, confused? Or scared? You're going to throw me away."

"No."

"That's good, I'm satisfied now."

Dun Mochi stopped talking.

"Boss, I think you are very gentle, at least to me," Lu Ting said again, "This idea has not wavered now."

"I think you're crazy."

"We're not the same. If I don't say you're crazy, you say I'm bullying." Lu Ting stared.

Deng Mochi's brows were loosened and he looked helpless, but Lu Ting smiled at him enthusiastically, and then thought about the problem of hemostasis, as if those two injuries were the most important thing compared to the high-spirited talk just now.After thinking about it with a serious face, he suddenly moved closer, this time not to kiss, but to lick.The tip of the tongue was wet and soft, trembling a little bit, gently touching the fragile wound, the lips also opened and closed slightly with the licking movement, and wiped warmly.

Lu Ting lowered his head, and he no longer dared to observe Deng Mochi's reaction. It has long been unclear whether the blood gas or the rust gas, and the evaporated wine melted in his mouth and flowed into his body. Create a tsunami in the root vessel.Almost his whole body was stiff, only his eyelashes flickered.

"What are you doing?" Dun Mochi asked.

"...Stop the bleeding." Lu Ting said vaguely.

"Is this useful?" Deng Mochi was indeed asking seriously.

"Try it." Lu Ting's face drooped deeper, the wound between his two fingers seemed to have improved a bit, the blood was gone, and he licked it until it turned pale, so he went to touch the one on the heel of his palm again.Lu Ting had already closed his eyes, and was about to bury his entire face in Deng Mochi's hands. His bony hand bones pressed against his smooth cheeks, defining his unopened shape.The body trembled unconsciously, the back of the neck was exposed cleanly, and the outline of the spine could be seen slightly from the neckline. He squatted so low, but it seemed that he was holding himself up as a sacrifice.

Lu Ting knew that his behavior was unthinkable, but he didn't know whether it was out of concern for the injury, or from a kind of selfish desire.His mind was in a heavy mess, and he couldn't get it out at all.

The only thought in my mind is: This is my Alpha.

He is very attractive to animals, and has been enthusiastically licked by many police dogs.When the police dog was doing that, was he thinking "this is my master"?

Lu Ting's heart beat so painfully.

The next second, his injured hand was lifted up with a force, and heat approached it.

Lu Ting touched the temperature enough to melt him, and suddenly realized that it was Deng Mochi's lips.He was so frightened that he was about to cry immediately. He raised his eyes blankly to see, Deng Mochi's face was half covered by his palm, his eyes were slightly squinted, his eyes were still clear, his whole brows and eyes were illuminated by the shadowless lamp like a painting as distinct.He is observing Lu Ting's licking, learning and practicing.The tongue is still a little stiff and doesn't stick out much, so the lick is more like a sip.

You can even hear the slight sound of the kiss.

"...Okay, Boss, okay." Lu Ting knew that he was about to lose his balance.He hurriedly let go of Deng Mochi's hand, and the bleeding did stop.

"It's really useful, you won't have any bleeding anymore." Deng Mochi got up and made the bed.

That may be because my whole body is about to pour blood, Lu Ting raised his neck to look at him, thinking, you are killing people.His limp legs and waist were no longer enough to support him to stand up quickly.

Dun Mochi stood beside the bed, "Go to bed early."

"...help me, my legs are a little weak." Lu Ting raised his right hand.His skin was about to dry out, and he just sniffed it several times.

Dun Mochi pulled him up by the wrist, took his arm, and put him on the edge of the bed. "You don't feel disgusted by physical contact." Lu Ting suddenly hugged his neck while he was bending over.

"En." Dun Mochi froze in place.

"Then I want to hug you to sleep, you don't feel anything about me anyway," Lu Ting leaned close to his ear, "There won't be any problems."

Dun Mochi said: "I can't sleep."

Lu Ting didn't seem to hear this at all, and put his forehead against his chin, and said to himself: "There is my peach pit next to the pillow, why can't there be me."

Dun Mochi took a breath, feeling a little helpless: "I said, I can't sleep anymore."

Lu Ting hugged him down, directly took him to the bed and lay down together, and let Deng Mochi lean against the wall by himself.He exhaled and inhaled roughly like he was struggling, but he still insisted on arching the person inward, so that his whole body could be put on the bed and stuck tighter.

"Look, you can sleep with your arms in your arms, and it's even warmer." He kicked off his heels, and the boots fell to the ground with a sound, clearly refusing to leave.

Deng Mochi gave up arguing with him, looked at him face to face, took out his phone and pressed the button, "Then sleep."

The chandeliers and table lamps were switched off.

It's really heart-stopping.

Lu Ting's eyes turned dark immediately, it was obvious that he did another stupid thing, but he was willing; God knows why he lay down next to his sweetheart with a pair of wet underwear, hunched his shoulders and crawled into his arms, maybe Deng Mochi said Yes, he's crazy, but he loves it.Soon, his vision adapted to the darkness, and his night-blind eyes sensed a little bright light again. Looking back, it was the M83 galaxy formed by the wrong code that was glowing in the center of the room.

Its body is still hanging in Aldebaran.

It should be turned on for the lowest energy consumption, so the brightness is very low, and I didn't notice it when I turned on the light just now.

"Are you confused?" Lu Ting asked in a low voice.

"I've been very confused recently." Deng Mochi replied, dragged some quilts and covered him.

Lu Ting turned around and lay on his side with his face facing the ball of light.

"Boss, hug me." He grabbed Deng Mochi's hand under the quilt, and put it firmly on his waist, "Come closer, hug my belly."

"Why." Deng Mochi sounded reluctant, but he did it anyway.

"Because it's very comfortable," Lu Ting pinched the bridge of his nose and smiled quietly, "If you don't agree, I'll go back and kiss you. By the way, I have six-pack abs. Can you feel it?"

"..." Deng Mochi's hand rested on it motionless, separated by a thick shirt.

"I like physical contact with you very much, so if you don't find it annoying, can you take the initiative?" Lu Ting lowered his voice again, "It's like a surprise to me, I will be very happy .”

"Go to sleep."

"Oh, don't bother you, good night."

"Ah."

The breath behind the ears quiets down, as if it has always been like this.I don't know how many minutes passed, the tension and joy coexist, this feeling is sweet.Lu Ting's eyes were still open, and he somehow felt that Deng Mochi, like himself, had not fallen asleep.He focused all his eyes on that ball of light, and began to imagine the past, the young Deng Mochi, and his budding M83 galaxy.

What year, what opportunity, let Deng Mochi learn to store the mistakes he wrote in this way.Maybe he has just been beaten, maybe he has learned to suppress that insignificant "father" and protect the younger siblings he "doesn't want to care about" like today, or maybe it's just an ordinary night that feels a little lonely.Since then, this unremarkable small room has been buried in the darkest area of ​​the capital, but it has housed countless points of starlight.

Later, Deng Mochi grew up again, and his M83 also grew up. Starting from a prototype full of loopholes, it will eventually become the most beautiful, closest, and brightest red gemstone in the universe.

"When this galaxy is complete, my technology and hardware may support what I want to do." These words are still in my ears, what do you want to achieve?What can I do to help?I've been so long late.Lu Ting thought quietly.But he could only say what he wanted to do. Facing the cluster of galaxies, he looked up and wanted to see every star. Since it was so vast and unpredictable that it seemed like a humiliation to keep it in his pocket, Lu Ting was willing to dismantle it. Open up the unknown size of yourself, and fully integrate into it.